Her Ancient Hybrid by Marisa Chenery

squeezed it.
    She turned to go over to the sink and rinse it under the tap, but Brolach was suddenly there. He’d moved so fast she hadn’t tracked him. She let out a surprised gasp.
    “You’re bleeding,” he said as he took hold of her finger.
    “Yeah. I stupidly wasn’t paying attention to what I was doing and cut myself.”
    “Let me take care of that for you. My saliva heals.”
    She’d known that already. He’d bitten her twice, and there weren’t any marks on her skin to show he had. Each time he’d finished feeding, she’d felt the sensation of him dragging the flat of his tongue across the punctures his fangs had made.
    Brolach brought her finger to his mouth and slowly swiped his tongue across the wound as he held her gaze. It healed in an instant. She shivered as a wave of desire washed over her. Waverly’s breath caught as he continued to lap at her skin until all traces of blood were gone. His eyes glowed, which told her he wasn’t unaffected by what he did. He’d definitely gotten to her. She was completely turned-on.
    His fangs had extended and gently scraped against her skin with his last lick. He tugged her closer and captured her lips in a heated kiss. She went willingly into his arms. Waverly rubbed herself against him and moaned at the sensation of his hard cock nestled along her belly.
    She sucked on his tongue as he pushed it into her mouth. She detected the slight coppery taste of her blood. Waverly reached between them and cupped Brolach’s erection. It twitched in her hand. She had the sudden urge to get very up close and personal with it.
    As she continued to return his hungry kisses, Waverly worked on undoing his jeans. She already knew he was going commando since she hadn’t bought him any underwear. Brolach had vetoed them at the store after she’d explained what they were. It was just one less barrier to her prize.
    After she parted the material, she tugged the pants down low enough on his hips to spring his cock. Waverly took hold of it and pumped up and down. Brolach moaned against her mouth as he thrust into her grip. Her pussy clenched as wetness gathered inside it. She didn’t think she’d ever get enough of making love to him.
    Waverly pulled away from Brolach’s mouth and then kissed the hollow of his throat as she lifted the bottom of his t-shirt to his chest. He quickly took hold of it and pulled it all the way off. She placed a trail of wet kisses down to his defined pecs. They rapidly rose and fell with his harsh breathing.
    She ran the flat of her tongue across each of his flat nipples before she continued her downward journey. Lower and lower she went, skimming her mouth along his washboard abs until she was on her knees in front of him. She looked up to see him staring.
    “Waverly, I don’t know how long I can wait to be inside you.”
    “You’ll manage. I’ve been dying to do this since last night.”
    She set her gaze on his cock, which was right in front of her. It stuck out straight from Brolach’s body and was fully engorged. A bead of pre-cum dripped from the very tip. She flicked her tongue out and licked it off. He reached behind him, took hold of the edge of the kitchen table and leaned back against it.
    Waverly wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock before she licked more pre-cum off the tip. She swirled her tongue around it, paying extra attention to the sensitive spot just under the flared head. Brolach let out an animalistic growl.
    She gave him one last lick, then opened her mouth and took his shaft inside. She slid him as far as she could manage, sucking hard, before she pulled back so her lips were just around the tip. After that, she set a steady pace, taking him in and out. What she couldn’t manage, she stroked with her hand.
    Brolach thrust his hips, his cock growing even harder. “That feels so good.”
    Waverly moaned along his shaft, which had him growling again. She slid him faster in and out of her mouth. Wetness leaked